![[Ire]](/static/img/flags/ire.png "Ireland")
(con. 1940s) Confessions 67: I didn’t give a fugh, one way or the other.at not give a fuck, v.
(con. 1940s) Confessions 67: I didn’t give a fugh, one way or the other. (con. 1950s) Confessions 249: If you mooch into a pub on the cripple and crutch — the touch — looking for a drink, they ignore you.at on the cripple and crutch, phr.
(con. 1940s) Confessions 149: You should [...] put the arm on the guy for two thousand francs.at put the arm on (v.) under arm, n.
(con. 1940s) Confessions 82: So far as the Irish bourgeoisie was concerned [...] I was the back of the neck.at back of the neck (n.) under back, n.1
(con. 1940s) Confessions 44: We held up a number of pawn shops and [...] bagged for the cause some £2000.at bag, v.
(con. 1940s) Confessions 61: He whispered under his breath that he’d only got one bollock.at ballock, n.
(con. 1940s) Confessions 20: I will in my bollocks, I thought to myself.at in one’s ballocks under ballocks, n.
(con. 1940s) Confessions 160: He was so blind drunk that he nearly made a bollocks of the entire proceedings.at ballocks, n.
(con. 1940s) Confessions 116: If they got it up for me too much, I’d make a bollocks of them.at ballocks, n.
(con. 1940s) Confessions 33: If you are going to stop here [...] hand me over the barker.at barker, n.1
(con. 1940s) Confessions 15: I swear I would have knocked the fighting be-Jesus out of him.at bejazus, n.
(con. 1940s) Confessions 106: I was beginning to fancy a bit of fruit again.at bit of fruit (n.) under bit, n.1
(con. 1940s) Confessions 128: We gave him blackers — which is a mixture of champagne and Guinness, commonly know as black velvet.at blackers (n.) under black, adj.
(con. 1950s) Confessions 238: I threw down the tenner. ‘A blue one, be Jaysus!’ said Michael.at blue one (n.) under blue, adj.1
(con. 1940s) Confessions 65: I wouldn’t run round the camp starko-bollocko in the snow.at stark bollock naked, adj.
(con. 1940s) Confessions 28: I think Maureen has bought it.at buy it (v.) under buy, v.
(con. 1940s) Confessions 181: The foul word that had left her lips stamped her [...] as a cad or cadess.at cad, n.1
Confessions 223: Numerous canty bodies make a wheen of ha’pence on the export trade.at canty, adj.1
(con. 1940s) Confessions 59: As if he were not above doing a job himself, casing a joint for some rocks.at case the joint (v.) under case, v.1
(con. 1940s) Confessions 209: As a chiseler, I had watched many exciting [soccer] matches in Ireland.at chiseller, n.
(con. 1940s) Confessions 48: I sat on the side of the bed and lit up a choker.at choker, n.1
(con. 1940s) Confessions 85: The Jewish girl searched every inch of our faces to be sure we weren’t codding her.at cod, v.
(con. 1940s) Confessions 17: The flannels were a bit tight, and I had it in mind that I might come in them.at come, v.1
(con. 1940s) Confessions 174: I was full of Dutch courage or Gaelic courage, from the flask of whiskey in my pocket.at Dutch courage, n.
(con. 1940s) Confessions 24: If you put some people down at the Ritz with a million nicker [...] they would still find something to crap about.at crap, v.2
(con. 1940s) Confessions 104: You bloody little short-arsed —t, get off that fighing chair.at cunt, n.
(con. 1940s) Confessions 108: The lad will have a dandy glass of stout.at dandy, n.3
(con. 1940s) Confessions 89: There was this Negro boy [...] Darkie as we familiarly and ignorantly called him.at darkie, n.
(con. 1950s) Confessions 235: A more diabolical shower of bastards it would hard to find.at diabolical, adj.
(con. 1940s) Confessions 48: Like Lanna Machree’s dog what harm is there in going a bit of the road with everyone?at Lanna Macree’s dog, n.
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